Leah Farmer

Personal perspectives on faith, literature, and life.

Sunday, November 15th, 2015


My feet walking on the dirt (sometimes mud) paths of Lincoln Park this morning make it all worth the movement.


Spent a couple hours today writing while aboard a ferry to Bremerton and back. I just wish it had been slightly longer.


Watching the Hawks play (badly…oh well) in front of a fire was a lovely end to a lovely weekend.

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